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"You're still not waking up. I guess sleep is finally catching up to you. It's good, you deserve it. You've been going non-stop since we landed. It's impressive and terrifying at the same time. Any minute you could've just dropped. You did a few times, but every time you pushed through— and I know you'll push through again. You always do." I heard Bellamy's raspy whisper, his voice shaking as I could hear the forced smile.

"Clarke and I are headed to Alie's place. We're taking the King with us, not entirely sure how that'll go. But, it probably would go much smoother with you there. Everything always does. If you can hear me your probably basking in these compliments. Though I doubt your ego can rival mine." He let a small laugh escape his lips. I wanted to smile and say no ego ever could, but I couldn't move.

I felt his warm hands grasp one of my hands as he leaned down and gave it a small peck. The sensations nothing more than a blur, but I could feel the pressure.

"I know you said she'd forgive me but, O hates me. She said the only reason I was alive was because I'm her brother. If you were awake right now you'd probably tell me something inspiring then smack me upside the head telling me how much of a dumbass I am. But I don't know what to do. I thought you were dead. Both of you. When Echo showed Kane and I that dagger, I felt my soul leave my body. My two favorite people in the world, gone just like that. I had no purpose anymore. My hope flew out the window." My heart clenched and I felt hot pressure behind my eyelids.

"I missed you so much. I miss you so much. When Octavia told me you were in there, I didn't believe her. I thought it was just her imagination trying to protect her. Then that boy and girl said you were in there and the coincidence was too good for you not to be in there. You always know how to make a scene. It just made sense, your fiery nature and you inside those burning flames it was like a hero's test. When I found you, I thanked who ever was listening until my head begun to hurt. With you in my arms again, I was happy. So fucking happy. I knew I didn't deserve it. I was being so selfish that I held onto you even when I got to medical, Kane nearly dragged me off so Clarke could examine you. Then you went and put yourself in a coma." I heard the anger in his voice though I knew he wasn't mad at me, but I couldn't help it as the pressure in my eyes released.

"Not hearing your voice, not seeing your eyes, not being able to hold you. I felt like Praimfaya had come and gone. Hey, no. You don't cry. I should be the one crying." His finger brushed across my face. The pressure tracing the tear path that raced down my face. "When you wake up, I have a very important question to ask you. So don't forget okay? I may just need to steal a pen and write it on your palm. So it can be the first thing we do. But for the time being, I want this to be the last thing I do before you wake up." I tried to figure out what he was doing, but all I heard was him moving around before pressure was set into my hand and a soft tap was pressed to my forehead. His hand traveled down my face and pushed I'm hair behind my ear.

"You're so gorgeous it makes me question if you're really human. Even with all your cuts and burns, your bruises and scars. I don't think I've every seen someone so undeniably beautiful." If I was awake, I'd definitely have a blush spread across my face.

"I'll be here when you wake up. Take your time. Take care of that precious soul. Heal, My Queen." This little fucker was so sweet. I wanted to give him a hug. Maybe throw a punch to get him to stop then hug him again.

Shit.

So much for keeping my distance.

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At some point after Bellamy left, I became aware of another voice talking.

"I don't think I've ever seen you look so peaceful. It's horrifying." I wanted to laugh as the sound of someone sitting down filled my ears. "I'll pretend you laughed. For my own sake. Kane is talking to Abby right now, he said he was going to come by once he'd finished. Apparently my warning to Clarke and Bellamy wasn't heeded as much as it should have been."

Monty sighed. A long pause following as I envisioned him setting his head in his hands.

"Clarke and Bellamy are MIA with the fuel and Octavia just took off." I was fully alert now, curious about why she had ran. "That grounder, Ilian. The one who helped carry out Niylah and Octavia, he started the fire." Anger flared through me as he continued. "Something snapped in Octavia. Pers, she was going to kill him. Just like Pike did to Lincoln. She isn't okay, I don't know if she ever will be."

I wasn't sure if I wanted to comfort Monty or punch a wall and hunt Octavia's ass down. I was angry, concerned, worried. Hell, I was scared. Scared that Octavia was about to fall into the dark and without someone to help her get back up, she wasn't going to make it.

"Everything has kinda gone to shit since you left. Jasper's drinking and influencing everyone else to not give a damn. Our people are rioting for blood. You seem to be the only person who can keep our people under control. Even Kane wasn't able to hold it for long. I guess it's kinda weird to call your father Kane when you share the same name, but you've always been Atlys or Persphyni I guess— I'm sorry. I'm rambling. You know I do that when I'm worried. At least the unintelligent rambling is when I'm worried." I smiled in my head. He was right. If his rambling was smart he was excited, on the other hand if it wasn't as intelligent it was because he was worried.

When Monty panics he just combines every word in his mental dictionary to create random sentences and thoughts. And that's a lot of words.

"Well, I guess you're close to waking up. And that you agreed with me. The corners of lips twitched upwards. I'm assuming that means I entertained you." He's such a dork. He paused as if waiting for a response and sighed when he only received silence.

"I should head back. Harper needed my help with something. And no, get your head out of the gutter. I can just see the devilish smirk across your face. Heal quickly, Persphyni. We need you." I heard him stand from the chair before the door clicked shut. Once again leaving me alone in my head.

Only now, I was fired up.

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